I am so tired, I don't think I have ever been so tired before, everything hurts. I'm not eating
properly- no 3 meals a day. I really do believe that my poor diet lacking in essential nutrients is making me feel this way add
on top of that the crazy hours I worked last week and BOOM
I'm a walking monster!! Here is a breakdown of my working time:
Hours worked:
Teaching: Monday-Friday 7.30am-4.30pm (54hours)
Nannying: Saturday and Sunday 13 hours
Waitress's: Monday, Tuesday, Friday and Saturday nights: 17 hours
TOTAL TIME WORKING:
84 HoursThose hours are crazy!!! So here I am on Monday, in bed, feeling like someone has hit me over the head, trying to sort out my life. And then I
receive my
psychic reading. I love my
psychic, I get a reading done every 6 months or so...it's always changing, but then again I don't ask the same questions...LIE..the one about having children always manages to squeeze in.
Am I happy with my reading? Yes and No. I think I even shed a tear. I need to look after myself.
Bottom line. No excuse. And I can't afford to start tomorrow...
that's always my reasoning when it comes to looking after myself. So why does it take someone else to tell me something I already know, something I teach and
preach to my students to make me wake up and realise that my life is on the line! I am so angry at how I have treated my body, what has it done so wrong to me.
So this is the day! This is the day that I have woken up to myself. The day where excuses don't count. The day where my life hangs in the balance. I have to look after myself... because in reality I wont be around to see my future children grow up, to look after my husband when his old.
So lets toast...... Today is the day that I am going to learn how to love myself again. First step is to throw out all those small size clothes I have been clinging onto for so long. Set my goals for the next 6 months including my weight loss plan.
Ready...Set...Go